Thursday, June 11, 2009
Day 32 - Refreshing Rattle
Two lovers, from what I imagine, two high school sweethearts sit in the summer sun, playfully scribbling with chalk. I think of first loves. I think about the puppy love feeling, the butterflies, the shy smiles and sparks at the very sight of the other person. The joy felt when they talk, the goosebumps their fingertips excite. I think of first kisses.
The pressures of a first kiss. The techniques to consider, the placement of your hands, the freshness of your breath. I think of hurried squirts of breath fresheners, the rapid crunch of breath-mints, nervous trembling hands.
Bottle was filled yesterday with Tic-Tac "freshmints",